The Ancestral Wu's voices rang through the clouds.
Their admiration for Ye Xuan's promise had reached its peak.
Through his actions, Ye Xuan had proven just how magnificent his plan was.
The Wu Clan had not only saved their little sister, but had even gained a primordial Sage of their own.
With the Underworld as their foundation and an Earthly Saint as their backing.
The Wu Clan finally had the means to stand invincible in the Primordial Wilderness. They no longer needed to fear the schemes of the demon race or the Heavenly Dao.
In stark contrast to the Wu Clan's wild joy were the Heavenly Dao Saints Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens.
At that very moment, the Sages who had been seated in their sanctuaries, eagerly waiting to watch the Wu Clan make fools of themselves, were collectively dumbfounded.
Inside the great hall of the Jade Void Palace on Kunlun Mountain.
Yuanshi Tianzun was so shocked that he leaped straight up from his purple-gold meditation cushion.
His normally imposing face was filled with horror, and his eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets.
"How is this possible?!" Yuanshi Tianzun cried out, losing his composure as he tightened his grip on the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi.
How could Houtu, a member of the Wu Clan who did not cultivate a primordial spirit, survive after transforming her body into reincarnation?
Not only had she developed a primordial spirit, but she had even attained the Dao as a Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal!
Alarm gripped Yuanshi Tianzun. Events had strayed completely beyond his divinations.
On Western Mount Sumeru.
The suffering on Jieyin Daoren's face deepened, and he closed his eyes in anguish.
Zhunti Daoren stood utterly distraught, the string of innate bodhi prayer beads in his hand falling to the ground.
"It's over... everything